Talk:Albert Pinkham Ryder

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Quoting directly from "Kahlil Gibran:Man and Poet" by Suheil Bushrui & Joe Jenkins Page 149: Ryder lived most of his life as arecluse in New York...in one of the porest houses on Sixteenth Street, unkempt and sleeping on three chairs with clothes on them, living the 'life of Diogenes'. Page 150: Although bedraggled and living in squalor, Ryder had once been the best-dressed artist in New York, a conspicuous figure on Fifth Avenue. But he had fallen in love with a married woman whose husband treated her badly. Ryder had to go on a trip. and when he retrned she had mysteriously gone. THe heartnroken artist was never quite himself again, and, said Kahil Gibrab, "Probably he hasn't bathed since". In closing this backgronud information that adds so to his life, he was well known in his lifetime dispite his self-imposed isolation. He once said:

Have you ever seen an inch worm crawl up a leaf or twig, and then clinging to the very end, revolve into the air, feeling for something to reach something? That's like me, I am trying to find out there beyond the place on which I have a footing.

LDRagland (talk) 18:44, 23 July 2008 (UTC)Lauren d'Ablemont Ragland, lauren.d.ragland@gmail.com